strangers tonight

TINA: I just slammed my leg into my coffee table and there's already a huge welt. Help.

TINA: I think I also just sullied poor Salem's ears with the slew of curses I let out too.

BREE: and you decided to text me for medical help because...?

Starting to think that my headache is constant and superior to any medication I use to treat it. Which is…delightful. I have thought, recently, since medicine does not seem to be doing anything for this situation, perhaps a brief change of scenery would. 

Maybe the medication you’re using just isn’t the right one. I’m sure there’s plenty more where that came from.

RYDER: Maybe a coffee, extra strong, I'm not sleeping much anyways.

RYDER: I....really appreciate you for sticking by me right now.

BREE: I meant more in the way of food, but I can do coffee, too

Are you not excited for your close-up or something? 

Depends on who I can get to do my hair and makeup.

Yeah,  til the next person goes missing, I guess. But hey, who doesn’t wanna go on a press tour and meet Fallon? 

The next person missing from here? Damn, I know a lot of shit goes down, but you’ve really changed your outlook, Sammy.

I’m guessing whatever doesn’t involve being portrayed by some Canadian day-player chewing up the scenery in a Lifetime movie script. So…true life doc.

It’d be just like everything else in this town - viral phenomenon that everyone talks about for a week and then forgets it ever happened.

PRIVATE:

Yeah, that’s always nice too, I actually wanted to talk to you about that but we can save that for when I see you. I know if I was stuck in there all the time, I would lose my mind…well, even more than I already am.

Listen, I told Hunter this already but, I’m going to have to make things seem a bit more than they were. To make this easier for everyone, I don’t want to do it, but if I don’t I’m basically done for the NFL. 

You’re an angel, you know that? But fair warning, you might want to wear a disguise or something, I think media knows I’m coming in tonight. I don’t want you wrapped up in my bullshit.

PRIVATE: Talk to me about what? Not having a husband? Because that doesn’t sound entirely like a conversation I would look forward to having. Yeah, considering the first chance you got to get out of town after college you took right away.

What do you mean, more than they were? About Rachel?

SAM: the shower sessions are essential. you get the best acoustics. yeah, I had a feeling. I mean, about half of us were there for any other reason outside of the joy of singing. mine was counselor-mandated. mostly.

SAM: well yeah, but I figured they'd be on during dinner. I'm a gentleman like that.

BREE: and with nearly deaf neighbors, I can be as loud as I want. in all situations, although you're well aware of that 😏

BREE: mostly?

PRIVATE:

It had been way too long that we had some alone time, without people prying and ruining it…I needed it. And I think you might have needed it too, getting out of town and stuff.

I think it’s more of the fact that I kept the fact I was still talking with her a secret, but honestly, how is that anyone’s business. I wanted to tell the police the truth when they questioned all of us, but my dad was dead set on me keeping things as vague as possible…yeah, well, unless I want to kiss my career goodbye I don’t have much of a choice here.

I love you. Thank you Bree, you don’t know how much that means right now. 

PRIVATE: And without me having a husband, just saying. Everyone needs to get out of Castleport from time to time, I think we would all suffocate here if we didn’t.

What do you mean, you don’t have much of a choice? 

SAM: Really? You have a pretty good voice, from what I can remember.

SAM: yeah, maybe. but I'm not really the kind of guy who gets pissed if someone cancels plans. usually just means I'm glad I don't have to put on real pants.

BREE: my shower concerts clearly think so, too, but nah. I honestly was in it for the football players, if that wasn't obvious enough

SAM: Nah, I haven't done the performing thing since...high school. Not counting karaoke.

SAM: did you figure I wouldn't?

BREE: #mood

Different trouble. Maybe. But at least my sextapes stay secret, bet. 

I’m just relieved that Ryder is sticking it in somebody I love, and Hunter isn’t sticking it in somebody I don’t.

...just out of curiosity, how many are there? Actually, I might not want to know the answer to that question.

SAM: You got yourself a deal. Finally, we're gonna defeat the beast that is acoustic covers of 90s hip hop songs.

SAM: nah, you don't have to thank me. it's just pasta. that can happen anytime.

BREE: then what are you going to perform?

PRIVATE: 

So I’m guessing you got the ‘we barely talked’ line from our modern day Fletcher Reese too? How are you feeling, babe? 

PRIVATE: Something like that, yeah. I don’t know if I have a right to feel any sort of way...but we’re actually talking about it?